Ray: Anywhere I can see a whole lot of sky. I get through the days, I even eat the food. It's amazing how much you miss the sky.

Tammy: You got the account number, you know how to access it? Mitch has verified that the money is there, $750,000.00.

Ray: I love your crooked little mouth.

Tammy: [surprised laugh] Well, it's not my best feature.

Ray: Wow. Well, what is?

Wayne: How about you get down on your knees and kiss my ass for not indicting you as a co-conspirator right now, you chickenshit little Harvard cocksucker?

Mitch: I haven't done anything, and you know it!

Wayne: Who gives a fuck? I'm a federal agent! You know what that means, you lowlife motherfucker? It means you've got no rights, your life is mine! I could kick your teeth down your throat and yank them out your asshole, and I'm not even violating your civil rights!

Mitch: You want to know something funny? I discovered the law again. You actually made me think about it. I managed to go through three years of law school without doing that.

Mitch: Let me get this straight: you want me to steal files from the firm, turn them over to the FBI, send my colleagues to jail...

Wayne: They roped you into this.

Mitch: Breach attorney-client privilege, thus getting myself disbarred for life, then testify in open court against the Mafia...

Wayne: Well, unfortunately, Mitch...

Mitch: Let me ask you something: are you out of your fucking mind?

Avery: Abby, the girl on the beach was a setup. They do things like that, in case the other enticements don't work.